There’s a certain spectacular
Form of vernacular
Saved for the starriest eyes
Full of extremities
Grammatic obscenities
Elitists can’t help but decry
Through emotions abundance
We fight the redundant
Needing to move past the balcony
The heavens compiled
Mastery of the wild
Like some sort of linguistic falconry
Minds carried away
Hearts thrust on display
With words placed in new combinations
A scurrilous storm
Always changing its form
That we chase in our own desperation
The Mewriginal 
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